Chapter 118 Inheriting the Godhead
After being unconscious in the deep sea for an unknown period of time, Johnston Taylor finally regained his consciousness.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently, and he took in big gulps of life-sustaining substances from the ocean. After a few minutes of calming down, he finally regained his sanity and sorted out the whole incident from beginning to end.
Slowly floating up from the seabed covered with sand and gravel, he moved slowly away from the place where he had been lying for a long time and found a coral reef to sit down.
Looking at the ocean that had returned to calm, Johnston was surrounded by a sense of depression. The bitterness in his eyes and the gloomy look on his face made him look like an old man who was about to die.
He also didn't want to be too pessimistic. After all, being able to save his life from the wrath of God was already a great thing. But as long as he thought about the fate that had been determined, he couldn't relax at all.
As he kept replaying what had just happened in his mind, Johnston couldn't help but have an idea.
Maybe it would be better to die.
It's not that he has no ambition, but the pressure brought by this incident is not as easy as when he had nothing and decided to climb from the bottom to the top.
At least he was 30% sure at the beginning, but now he is not even 5% sure.
He sighed silently, spit out a string of bubbles, and watched quietly as the bubbles disappeared into the deep sea. The mermaid, wrapped in endless darkness, looks lonely and desolate.
After the bubbles disappeared one by one, Johnston slapped his cheeks hard and tried to cheer himself up. He needs to make careful plans for the future and see where to start.
Even if the success rate is less than 10%, he will still try to struggle. After all, the result will not be worse than it is now.
Gently swinging her tail, the mermaid rose from the coral reef and swam above the ruins of Atlantis. Silently feeling the connection with this city, he thought to himself that despite all the suffering, it was not without benefits, at least he had the capital to rise.
But in other words, if he hadn't coveted this city of gods and tried to gain control of it, he wouldn't have angered the sea god.
People always have to pay the price for their greed.
Suppressing all the negative emotions in his heart, Johnston stretched his body, swung his strong and powerful fish tail, and began to patrol Atlantis. Now that this city can be said to truly belong to him, he naturally has to plan it carefully.
By the way, get familiar with your new body so that you can quickly master your increased strength.
In fact, he had a question about this matter that he couldn't figure out.
Why didn't the Sea God just take over his body directly, but instead gave him the extremely precious godhood to inherit? And in order to allow him to successfully accommodate the godhead, he even used his divine power to reshape his body.
If you want to take revenge on your enemies, wouldn't it be more satisfying to go there yourself and trample the enemy under your feet?
Unable to help but revisit the memories of that time over and over again, all kinds of speculations came to Johnston's mind.
The situation for this divine sea god may not be as good as it seems. If he didn't have any problems at all, it would be impossible for him to make such a decision.
Reality is not a novel. Gods will not be stunned by the beauty of the protagonist and then selflessly dedicate their divinity. Such a god, let alone waiting for the protagonist to appear, would probably fall at the moment of becoming a god.
Besides, Johnston is not the protagonist. If there really is such a god who loves to help others, he would not be interested in him. The monk Chu Yi who grows flowers might be a possibility.
That is the true chosen one of heaven, the darling favored by the rules.
So Johnston guessed that although Poseidon survived Ragnarok, he only managed to maintain his final clarity. If he wasn't there, Poseidon might just grab someone at random to conduct the 'test'.
Perhaps no matter what impression the sea god has of the person being tested, he will probably give his own godhood in the end. Then a contract was engraved in the godhead: only by defeating the only enemy of the sea god, the sun god, could he truly gain the recognition of the godhead and become the new generation of the sea god.
Whenever he thought of the contract engraved on the godhead, Johnston wanted to sigh.
To put it nicely, it's called a 'contract', but to put it bluntly, it's a naked 'curse'.
He required his successor to defeat his old rival, the Sun God, and at the same time set a rule that he must be defeated before he could fully inherit the godhood. Before that, no matter how hard one tries, it is impossible to break through the blockade of the godhead, and one can only cultivate to the level of a god of law at best.
The reason why the God of Law was excluded is because most natural gods did not consider the 'God of Law' to be god-level at all.
In their eyes, this is just human entertainment.
But Johnston didn't care what the gods thought, as he could just take advantage of it. Otherwise, this plan to defeat the Sun God would not have even a 1% chance of success.
But as a second-level god of the same level as the God of the Sea, the Sun God is naturally not a weak god. It would be difficult even for the God of Law to defeat the other party and gain recognition as a god.
No matter whether it is them or the flower grower who is famous for challenging people above his level, anyone with abilities below the god level cannot easily shake the 'god'. When the two fight each other, with very rare exceptions, there is no hope of victory.
That's why Johnston called it a 'curse'.
If the success rate of something is less than 5%, then what else can we call it if not a curse?
Shaking his head and putting away his distracting thoughts again, Johnston Taylor increased the speed of swinging his tail and shuttled through the city of Atlantis.
Instead of thinking about these things now, it is better to focus on how to carry out the plan.
Even if the inherited godhood is in a semi-sealed state, many things can be done. For example, the development of the same clan that you have always thought about can now officially begin.
Because their godhead is incomplete, these people cannot possess considerable combat power once transformed like the elves or the vampires. They have to practice slowly and rely entirely on their own talents.
Fortunately, they are also an immortal race, so there is no need to worry about the issue of lifespan.
Take it slow, there will be a day when you will be in charge of the sea.
Returning to the confinement room of Xunzhen Academy, Chu Yi, with a distressed expression, put the Poseidon vest, which looked very weak after taking out the divine power, back into the system wardrobe.
If it weren't for the fact that the Western system is different, she wouldn't have gone through so much trouble with her vest.
Although the vests are system-generated and do not have real life, just like artificial intelligence that has developed to the extreme, can you say that they are just props without emotions?
Moreover, forcibly taking out one's own divinity is no different from a human being cutting open his own heart. Not only will it be accompanied by heart-wrenching pain, but you will also never be able to recover and can only exist in this weak state.
To put it bluntly, the Poseidon alias is useless.
So Chu Yi spent so many points and put so much thought, but in the end he just gave someone a golden finger for free.
Even the most conscientious merchants would not do business at a loss.
After returning to his original identity, Orange returned to the virtual space. It had countless questions in its mind as it accompanied Chu Yi from beginning to end, and couldn't help but ask with its mind in the space: "Lingling, why did you choose this method? '
Then, without waiting for Chu Yi to answer, it continued: "Wouldn't it be better to use suits instead? This also puts you in better control of the situation. '
In response to Orange's question, Chu Yi sighed softly and lowered his long eyelashes to hide the emotions in his eyes. The voice when he started to explain was no longer as cheerful as before, and anyone could hear the sadness in it.
"The laws of this world cannot be controlled by me alone. That would be a disaster. Moreover, the speed at which the two universes merge is getting faster and faster. I'm afraid the time of complete fusion will be earlier than we previously estimated."
After a pause, she continued, "My previous plan was to start the clash of civilizations on Blue Star, but judging by the current developments, I'm afraid the other side will find us before us."
Chu Yi did not explicitly state the consequence of reversing the order, but she and Juzi knew it well.
No matter what, we must not let the other side take the initiative.
After hearing this, Orange understood why she made such a decision. Chu Yi has invested all her energy in developing Blue Star. She cannot accept that Blue Star is defeated and occupied by other civilizations.
But it has only been a year since the humans on Blue Star re-engaged with the cultivation civilization, and they have not even been able to improve their own civilization level. How could they possibly be a match for other civilizations? If you want to defeat your opponent, you can only resort to tricks.
And apart from Chu Yi, the assistant behind the scenes, who else on this planet can lend them a helping hand?
But Orange was still unwilling to accept such an outcome.
It understood that once a precedent was set, incidents like the one involving Poseidon would not be unique and would surely be repeated countless times in the future. As a little elf in the dressing system, it feels sorry for the vests in the closet and also feels sorry for Chu Yi who was forced to make sacrifices.
Is it not possible to have the best of both worlds? Wouldn't it be better to just use a pseudonym to act as a god like planting flowers?
Thinking of this, Orange asked directly.
Faced with the elf's sudden willfulness, Chu Yi's depressed mood improved a lot.
She smiled and shook her head, patiently explaining: "Juzi, have you ever thought about this? If this is possible, why didn't the Lord God do it directly in the first place, but had to beat around the bush to get me to take the task?"
"Compared to me, His Excellency the Lord God is much more powerful. He has the power to steal the heavens and change the day, and can directly tamper with the records of the laws. Even if many functions are lost and it can't offer rewards to motivate everyone, it must have countless other ways."
Chu Yi praised the Lord God, and then threw the question back to Orange.
'......'
There was a temporary silence in my mind. It was obvious that Orange actually understood these problems. But it still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Chu Yi could find a way to solve it.
Sighing again, Chu Yi said to himself: "If we want to promote growth in a benign way, this is the fastest way. We don't have time."
After a flower-growing cultivator has passed the tribulation and become an immortal, he will not occupy a certain law, making those who come after him always have to be inferior to him. Even if Chu Yi exchanged for more vests, they would only provide more support for planting flowers.
Therefore, she can allow cultivators like Gu Jiayan, Qin Hang, and Liu Jimeng to develop slowly and down-to-earth, because they have countless backers to support them.
For Western people with special abilities, she could only choose to take out the existing godhood and artificially create gods to shorten the time they needed to practice. If you don’t have a backer, you can only become one yourself.
However, there is no need to worry that the West will suppress the flower-growing gods. After all, in the eyes of the outside world, the number of active flower-growing gods is several times that of foreign gods. They don’t know that these are Chu Yi’s aliases.
Finally, the two ended their discussion on Chu Yi's "sacrifice" vest.
Discussing these issues without offering any solutions will only add to the sadness.
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